If there is one thing I have learned about wine it’s that wine drunk alone can only be good. To be great it must be drunk with others. This proved true on a recent night when friends new and old came together for a Tuscan wine dinner at Aurora in Brooklyn. I had tried a...

Chainti don’t get the love it deserves. Though the wicker basket, spaghetti and meatballs days may be long gone, there is still not a lot of love out there for what might be Italy’s signature wine. And while my heart may lie further north, there is no denying the place of a good bottle of...